Intro: Verse in the front seat on a dead street where lonely people go to meet and when I'm done and I come home are you still waiting by the phone? Oooh oooh I know you don't know but for how long can this go on? got no one left to talk to it all slips through I win and I got sick too soon Verse what day hides and stresses by bubbles up at night time get off the phone let yourself go don't waste no time on me Oooh oooh I know you don't know but for how long can this go on? got no one left to talk to it all slips through I win and I got sick too soon Verse in the front seat on a slow street in the back row of a late show Chorus concentrated darkness dissolves the only part I did enjoy I open up my mouth I spit it out!